Omaha daily bee., 1887-06-24

the ground by posts. Into this the body,
covered with the blanket and other
earthly possessions OF the deceased, was
laid.
A foot.race was then announced by the
bucks on the outside of the circle. Four
almost naked Indians were the partici-
! pants. Then followed two.milo horse.
| race, IN which there were eighteen par.
ticipants, all of whom had painted their
| faces IN hidcous manner. Riding off
the required distance the chief then sig
nailed Tor the start with iooking-glass.
AT full speed came the eighteen reckless
| red riders. As they neared the circle the
entire body of 400 Indians set up ter
| rifle howl, and as the horses came past
| them the excitement was intense.
During the races the body was entirely
disrobcd There were four prizes IN
each event-a jacket, a pipe and tobacco
bag and two blankets. The winner of
the hrst prize was given his choice OF
| prizes, the second second choice, tho
third third, and the fourth fourth.
After the horse race tho attention Of
the dead chief The "chickcn coop
tomb having been constructed, the body
of Wa.si.ka was thrown inside and the
ends were closed up so as to prevent any
animal from entering and carrying Off
the body, A horse and two calves, the
property OF the deceased, were also laid
IN the tomb in order that he might enjoy
them in the happy hunting ground This
ended the ceremony.
Mrs. Magoogin Helps the President.
"Anfwhinill ycrsclf be cclebratn' yer
silver jubilayY' the Widow Magoogin
asked as she sat on the bank at Saranac
and sighed, while President Cleveland,
with whom she had been talking about
Queen Victorla's jubilee, lazily watched
the soda-bOttle cork that he used for u
tloater and held his fishing pole in readi-
ness to take advantage OF the first indi.
cations of n bite.
Pm afraid that'll never be, Birdie"
he answered mournfully.
AN fwhy not?'
Because, Birdie" he replied, "politi.
cal parties, like republics, are never
grateful, and the best show they ever
give fellow is second whack at such a
soft thing as I've got now"
us that SO. now2" Aw my! but amt
it too bad, entoriy?' said the widow.
An LUX at the foine president ye makes
thin, Misthur Clavelan! An see the
foine wolfe We married An the nice
home ye have! An the daycint family
that ye come from! Musha, bad luck to
The party, 'publikin ur dlmmycrack
aither ;I;r that i'd pit splindid.
oce Mn a" ovid Gks shkseorow yssas Su
cray.thure loike Queen Victory beyant
fur fifty year an more. But it's the way
NV the wurrild. Misther Clavelan'.
There's nawthin' new or shupproisin' to
me in annythin' that's name and thrlcky.
me nose, an begOrry Oi foind that it's
the manest an thrickiest payple that gets
along besht an this moonday spere, as
me daughter TOozy sez fwhln she 8 readin'
to herself out av the po'thry buke. Yis,
indadc, sur, mancncss throives fwhere
daycntcy kudn't get its tooth an hard
cruslt; an dye know, Misther Caye!an'.
that If Oi was ye an ye was me, Ord see
uv'ry mothers son av dimmycrack ar
a publican athcr in Halifax afore Ord
give him air a job. ORD shsy thin, sur,
that Oi kud be uv'ry bit as angratcful as
they ar. Ord LUX afther me frinds an
laive the rest NV thin go to the diyil.
so fhwats the ushe av pttin' yersel' out
av the way. eh? LUX at here, Misther
Clavelan', it's divillsh little Oi knows
about politics, ar any other tics fur that
matther, but Oi'll give ye u p'inter;
fwhin ye're lukin' fur some wan to take
a gud job sind wurrid to me, up an the
hill, W Oiil intherduce .ye to me own
son Tammy, me sOn-in-law Hinnery
an me neighbor Jury McGlaggcrty,
three of the dayclncst spaycimints av hu-
lnanity that the Twelf' ward uver .gev
berth to. Aither av thimHl be glad to
get the job. an Oill howld ye tin dollars
that naither thin nur meself'll uver 90
back on We. An there's me hand an it"
my dear Mrs. Magoogin." the presi-
dent interposed. withholding his hand,
you will have to refrain from any OF
these demonstrations while here at SaH-
anac"
"D'ye name, sur, that there's anythin'
wrang in takn how'd av persons
hand?" the widow asked.
"Oh. no; but there are newspaper cor
respondents lowering all over this place,
and they are likely to misconstrue an in.
nocent act and involve the country in
some international war or other"
'.ls that so?" said the widow, cutely.
"Oi'm glad ye towld me, Msthur Clave-
Ian, for Ui'll be more sarcumspect snuxt
tonne an not lave the noospapcr min
see me. They're awful divils, ar'n't
they?"
II believe they are."
"Ye belayve? Man alOive, don't ye
know it? But nuver mOind, Misthur
Ciavean'. All wan av thin dar's to say
u wurrid agin ye ar agln me aithcr, OIH
pit II head an him. Yis, sur, an byoOt-
iful big head it'll hc, too, tor ye kin bet
yer loife Birdie Magoogln's the woman
to do it, JOHN L. JENNINGS.
Boston Barber Shops.
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